Brother John called me up just the other day said it's been too long when ya'll gonna come our way seems we're running out of daylight and and the winter wheats in the ground It would sure be nice for you and yours to bring the kids around to this sleepy little town Where it's good to be home again good to be home again where the good lord knows, when the cold wind blows it's time to settle in. Ain't it good, to be back home again. So I packed up my husband and our kids in the car before long the grass under my feet was from my boyhood yard looking over rolling hills and fields that lay ahead I laid my head on the pillow where as a boy I prayed in my bed for this life where I've been lead It's good to be home again good to be home again where the good lord knows, when the cold wind blows it's time to settle in. Ain't it good to be back home again. Ain't it good to be back home again Ain't it good to be back home, home It's good to be home again good to be home again where the good lord knows, when the cold wind blows it's time to settle in. Ain't it good to be back home again. Where the good lord knows when the cold wind blows it's time to settle in Ain't it good to be back home again Ain't it good to be back home Ain't it good to be back home again Good to be home again Good to be home Good to be home again Ain't it good to be back home again